Deeper Thoughts - Hello Poetry

Apr 2015

David T Carratola

Yesterday I gave up music, because music gives me dreams and dreams don't let me sleep.
I got this constant reminder of the headache of waking up without a drink when I pack up for the day and head on my way.

And you all know that I probably wouldn't want it this way.
That is to say I never really wanted anything or maybe I wanted everything.

I’d like to fool myself into thinking that's the curse of great minds and spirits.
Those with attributes greater than they would ever find a need for.

But I prefer to maintain perspective on what’s suspected of me.
So everything becomes an elegant lie.
Even when it’s the truth.
Simply because it was born of deceit.

So is that its fate, can it not change, can I, not change.
Not that I’m asking,
I’d just like to know that when I lock a door I don't swallow the key.

Because I see myself as every ones lover and friend even when I have every twitching impulse against them.
It’s strange for me to meet myself half way between apathy and empathy for everything and nothing at you.

But because I’m told I can only truly enrich and deepen my soul infinitely and eternally with one.
Your lips are the canvas of which I must create my masterpiece of love and anything else.

Because that is the only way they will accept it.

Apr 2015

Yasmine

cycles

when the bird is living,
the bird eats the worm

when the bird is dead,
the worm eats the bird

Apr 2015

Kai

The Gutter

The excess raindrops
get louder
with every open window
like you become
more tantalizing
with every cheap tile
you cross over
with your ashamed
feet
in those miserable
hallways
And you know as well
as I do
that it is not easy
having a sentimental,
earthly element
remind you of
where you wanted
your last breath
to be raked from
the blood and
the gray
that would have
been soaked into
soil
before anyone noticed.

#sad #pain #rain #misery #torture

Apr 2015

Phil Lindsey

Time Marches On

If someone says, “And time stood still,”
Consider him an imbecile.
Time creeps, it flies, it disappears,
It changes seconds into years,
Consumes our life,
Each passing day,
And woe the soul
That’s in its way.

Time marches on, as if to war
Countless battles fought before
Why do we refuse to yield?
Lay down our helmet, sword, and shield
Is it so hard
For us to see
That time will claim
The victory?

Time overpowers the strongest men,
And laughs at those who try in vain,
To conquer time, for they will die
Not knowing when, or how, or why
Yes, we will die
While time endures
Time mourns no life
Not mine, not yours.

Time humbles strong, and kills the weak,
It laughs at those who dare to speak,
As if they understand its goal,
Time will extract its rightful toll.
No money spent
Can slow time down.
Time will have
The rich King’s crown.
Phil Lindsey 4/23/15

#death #time #aging

Apr 2015

Innocent

Present

I lay in bed
My heart as heavy as lead
Breathe , in and out
Tomorrow will come, there is no doubt

Brokenness, soulfulness, woefulness

Today, the sun has risen
Such a contradiction
Darkness surrounding
Leaving the story unwritten

Ferociousness, outspokeness, emotionless

Yesterday, looking for a do over
Constantly looking over ones shoulder
Trying to remember
Beauty is in the eye of the beholder

Apr 2015

HRTsOnFyR

Mirror ofthe Sun

Time is like a river
Endlessly flowing
a relentless current
draws us ever closer
to the unknown sea
As effortless as diamonds
scoring glass,
the flow of it etches
an age old story,
Through layers of Earth,
Through the bedrock of human existence
The landscape laid before us
The ley lines of fate
Long drawn...
THe ancient song
Calls them into being,
Shifting and changing them beneath its will
New pathways formed
Emerging from an unsuspecting force
We are captured in its fluid surface,
... Where life's thin reflections dance like ghosts.
The hypnotic, tireless pulsing
of its Rhythmic beat
Polishes even the most rugged stones
A crystal garden sparkles in the moonlight
Beneath those deep and troubled waters,
her lucid channels glisten in
the reflection of mother Moon...
The Sun's beloved mirror,
Softly whispering to the waiting tides
She smiles down gently on the rippling waters below
So full,
Wide-eyed and gracious,
She keeps watch over the river of time...
And we, too, are in her favor,
For it is her soft light
Reaching out to us
Illuminating the spark in our hearts
While we trudge the wary, winding road
On this dark night of our soul

#moon #time #light #river

Apr 2015

PrttyBrd

somnia vera facit

dreams push truth alive
desperation and desire
hearts fulfilled as one

41915

#love #life #haiku #dreams #senryu

Apr 2015

Michael Humbert

Dressed

Dressed to impress
And I must confess
How full of **** I really am

Apr 2015

jessica

past lives

save your love your for me
your mothers
your father
to the sons
to the daughters
our love is deeper than the oceans of waters
here's to our past lives

Apr 2015

Özcan Mermaid

Enduring

You are the beautiful nightmare that haunts me awake;
into a place where my reality seems nothing but-
**bland and opaque.

Apr 2015

Ravenlimit

Last breath..

Spilling myself out.
All you do is scream and shout.
Listen, please.
My last breath.
The unforgiving.
How can you leave your daughter alone.
You left her with the same man who tortured you.. left her in his home.
Calls of distress, yet, your boyfriend is whom you rather impress.
You are supposed to love and protect.
Neglect.
Fourteen years old.
No place to call home.
Cannabis a girl's bestfriend.
Avoiding "home" when He was alone and drinking.
Avoiding everything.
The last breath.